I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 147 - 125: The Path to Immortality Requires No Friends

The next morning, as the Dao Bell of Dao Seeking Mountain tolled, a horn sounded a 'wu wu' that mingled with the chime of the bell.

Tian Lin flipped out of bed and opened his eyes. By the time he stepped outside, he saw that several disciples' rooms halfway up the mountain had already opened.

"The Life and Death Platform is open."

From a small courtyard, Brother Qian emerged, then scanned towards Tian Lin by Jiran Inn.

However, Brother Qian had caused a stir last time, and since knowing Tian Lin had a flying sword, he had no more conflicts with Tian Lin—

After all, Tian Lin was no longer a Chief Disciple now, so what reason would Brother Qian have to stir up trouble with Tian Lin?

"What sort of horn is an immortal gate blowing? Making it all seem so indecent, filled with gloom and dankness."

Brother Zhao cursed as he carried Taibai and walked out of his house.

People heard the nervousness in Brother Zhao's voice, his words even trembled.

Fortunately, Brother Zhao was not the only one nervous and afraid, so no one ridiculed him.

Even Brother Qian, who usually didn't get along with Brother Zhao, even chimed in: "Now the Yao Yue Sect is more like a mundane force than an immortal gate—

Ever since the distinction between Red-clothed Disciples and White-clothed Disciples was made, when has the Yao Yue Sect not gone out to 'battle'?"

Tian Lin did not know what battles the Red-clothed Disciples were fighting every day, but lately, he often saw servant disciples dragging corpses back to the sect.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's hurry to Moon Pond Mountain. Even if we're not rushing for the Life and Death Platform, we might as well observe our opponents first."

Brother Qian and a few others had been to the Life and Death Platform before and were familiar with the process.

Tian Lin, Brother Zhao, including Junior Brother Jiang had not been to the Life and Death Platform, so they weren't familiar with the process.

When the group descended from Baihua Peak, they saw many servant disciples had tossed aside their pots and pans, streaming towards Moon Pond Mountain in droves.

In theory, servant disciples also had the chance to become Outer Disciples.

Although in the short span of two months, not many of these servant disciples had the capacity to challenge former Outer Disciples, at this moment, no one wanted to miss the chance to watch the battle.

By the time Tian Lin and his group arrived at Moon Pond Mountain, the mountainside was already crowded with people.

The thunderous sound of the waterfall did not drown out the noise of servant disciples, who were clustering noisily, lining up from the midsection of Moon Pond Mountain all the way to the foot of the mountain.

"The Life and Death Platforms are set up in the back of the mountain, there are a total of five platforms."

Brother Qian briefed Tian Lin and the others: "Because there are so many people, and we have to decide on Outer and Inner Sect Disciples in one or two days, the process is very simple. The first step is to let servant disciples challenge Outer Disciples."

While they were talking, they finally arrived at the rear of Moon Pond Mountain.

On the wide clearing in the back mountain, it was crammed with people outside.

"Have all the Outer Peak Disciples arrived?"

In the area surrounded by the servant disciples, suddenly Elder Feng's voice echoed.

Tian Lin knew then that this life and death duel was likely to be presided over by Elder Feng.

Indeed, once Tian Lin and the group pushed their way in, they saw Elder Feng standing alone on a large elevated platform.

He surveyed the crowd below and announced: "Outer Peak Disciples, promptly ascend the platforms!"

Following Elder Feng's shout, Brother Qian and a few others flexed their legs, leaped from the crowd, and landed behind Elder Feng in a single jump.

Tian Lin noticed that most of the Outer Disciples were wearing red Daoist robes, while there were less than ten people in white Daoist robes.

"Brother Tian?"

Brother Zhao looked towards Tian Lin, clearly looking for his lead.

Tian Lin knew that Brother Zhao was very timid now, acting completely at a loss.

Actually, it was not just Brother Zhao who was scared, Tian Lin, even armed with a powerful weapon, was also afraid.

After all, it was a fight for life and death, and he was not someone who liked to gamble with his life.

"Let's go, it's just the three of us left."

Tian Lin spoke, took Brother Zhao by the hand, and together they jumped onto the high platform.

The platform, only about ten feet high, greatly expanded their field of vision.

Tian Lin looked down from the high platform, clearly seeing servant disciples crowding on the mountain and among the trees, all watching intently.

"Disciples have all arrived, now, who wishes to issue a challenge?"

Elder Feng asked, and immediately a voice rang out from outside: "Sword Peak servant disciple Ao Lin challenges Outer Disciple Jiang Ruo."

From the crowd, a young man with a sword bag on his back stepped into the center below the platform, his gaze turned to Junior Brother Jiang next to Tian Lin.

Tian Lin could clearly feel Junior Brother Jiang's body tremble.

Speaking of which, Junior Brother Jiang only had the cultivation of the twelfth-tier Qi Refining.

If it wasn't for following Tian Lin to the Heart Inquiry Sect, and if it wasn't for Elder Xiao being bad-tempered yet decent, where would Junior Brother Jiang be sitting as an Outer Disciple?

But after being an Outer Disciple for a month, the inevitable still arrived.

"Junior Brother Jiang, why not just admit defeat?"

Brother Zhao spoke up, to which Junior Brother Jiang beside him became displeased: "How can I admit defeat without even fighting? If I really can't beat him, it's not too late to surrender then."

He was annoyed that Ao Lin targeted him first, but he vented his anger on Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao was also a bit angry, but this wasn't the time for quarrels.

Elder Feng, standing in front of the high platform, turned his head and asked Disciple Jiang, "Jiang Ruo, what do you say?"

"Disciple pleads for Brother Ao to show mercy!"

Disciple Jiang answered Elder Feng's question with his actions.

As Elder Feng was speaking, Disciple Jiang leapt up, throwing the treasure sword from his back towards Ao Lin below the platform.

While his mouth cried out for Ao Lin to show mercy, he had not even stepped into the arena before hurling his sword at Ao Lin, which could hardly be seen as anything but despicable.

However, the people on the platform felt sympathy for Jiang Ruo, since Ao Lin, a cultivator of the twelfth-tier Qi Refining, was only relegated to the Chores Courtyard because of bad luck.

Ao Lin festered in the Chores Courtyard for a month, eagerly awaiting the opening of the Life and Death Platform every moment.

This time he returned, clearly resolved to win—Disciple Jiang stood no chance against Ao Lin!

"You think to ambush with talisman paper? Pity, in the face of battle, talisman paper is still too slow!"

Below the platform, Ao Lin sidestepped the plummeting sword of Disciple Jiang, and without reaching for the sword, he thrust his palm towards Disciple Jiang midair.

Just as Disciple Jiang reached for two talisman papers in his arms, his body was shattered by a palm strike from Ao Lin.

In the howling wind, Disciple Jiang's entrails were scattered by the breeze, and flecks of blood and feces drifted towards the high platform.

Fortunately, Elder Feng waved his hand, and the bloody remnants were instantly blown southward.

To the south, a group of servant disciples were crowded together, and even with their qinggong, they could not dodge, being drenched in the blood and feces from head to toe.

Blood was tolerable, as most here were robed in red, but the stench of the excrement from the intestines was truly unbearable.

"Jiang Ruo is dead, Ao Lin may now become an Outer Disciple of Baihua Peak—now, do any other servant disciples wish to contend for the position of a Baihua Peak Disciple?"

Upon Elder Feng's words from the high platform, Ao Lin jumped up and stood beside Tian Lin – the very place recently occupied by Jiang Ruo.

"Disciple Qian Chao of Lianshui Peak, wishes to exchange pointers with Brother Zhao of Baihua Peak; I would appreciate Brother Zhao's guidance."

Among the servant disciples, a man clad in red stepped forward.

The man carried a large sabre on his back, which made him seem no easy target.

Tian Lin turned to glance at Brother Zhao, who said nothing in response, picked up the Taibai Tian Lin had lent him, and walked down off the stone platform.

Tian Lin noted that Brother Zhao seemed fear death before combat but became remarkably calm as soon as he entered the fray.

It was perhaps a kind of talent—a talent for remaining cool-headed at critical moments.

"Brother Qian, we were once at Medicine Peak together, often drinking and composing poetry. Who would have thought, in just two months, you've become a red-robed Disciple, while I have become a white-robed disciple of Baihua Peak."

Brother Zhao's face showed sorrow, as if he were a melancholic noble son.

But in truth, after his trip to the Heart Inquiry Sect, he nearly became a dried corpse at the hands of a Blood Sect Devotee.

Though his complexion had recovered, his melancholy did not carry the grace of a gallant gentleman; instead, he looked like a lecherous old man.

"Indeed, we, as carefree brothers, once vowed to seek immortal fate together once we became disciples of the main sect. Who would have predicted that today we would be crossing swords—"

No sooner had he spoken the words "crossing swords" than his blade struck at Brother Zhao's chest.

From outside the arena, many of the servant disciples gasped.

On the high platform, Shang Yu unexpectedly appeared beside Tian Lin and said, "This Brother Zhao of your Baihua Peak has inexplicably picked up some of your over-cautious manner."

Shang Yu had tried to tempt Tian Lin multiple times with the antidote formula for the Heartache Gu, but Tian Lin had refused each time.

Shang Yu accused Tian Lin of being timid, unaware that Tian Lin was not only unpoisoned, but had already obtained the antidote formula for the Heartache Gu in the illusion.

"I think, on the contrary, that people like Brother Zhao can make more friends and will have more people willing to help him."

As soon as Tian Lin finished speaking, another cry of shock rang out from below.

The supposedly stabbed Brother Zhao stood firm, while the disciple who had suddenly attacked him was now kneeling before Brother Zhao.

"Brother Qian, I never expected you to strike me with such ferocity! For the sake of an Outer Disciple position, why must we turn on each other?"

Brother Zhao's Taibai Sword still dripped with blood, and the disciple kneeling before him, clutching his shoulder, sneered as he raised his head to ask:

"Indeed, who wishes to turn on each other? But if I don't kill you, would you yield the position of an Outer Disciple to me?"

Brother Zhao fell silent for a moment, as the disciple continued, "I didn't expect, aside from borrowing a Taibai, you'd also be wearing soft armor."

"This is all thanks to Brother Tian and Sister Xiao for their help, otherwise, I'd truly be dead at your hand."

Brother Zhao sighed. He was not a man of soft heart or weak hands.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the Taibai Sword traced a bright arc.

Disciple Qian raised his sword to block, but his blade was no match for the sharpness of the Taibai.

As the sword in Disciple Qian's hand snapped in two, so did his head tumble down onto the ground.

"Zhao stands here; now, who else wishes to challenge for my position as an Outer Disciple?"

After slaying Disciple Qian and wiping blood from the Taibai Sword with the hem of his robe, Brother Zhao's mood seemed agitated as he faced the watching servant disciples.

For a moment, many were subdued by his imposing aura, daring not to utter a word.

"Ha, it seems you were right, borrowing from others, he managed to turn defeat into victory."

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Shang Yu was surprised, then laughed, "But in the end, those who rely on the pity of others to survive are doomed not to last long. The path of immortality requires one to fight and seize for oneself—that's how to go further.

In Cultivation, there is no need or room for friends."

After Shang Yu finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward and said, "Elder Feng, now that two rounds of competition for the Outer Disciple positions have concluded, shouldn't it be time for us Outer Disciples to challenge the Inner Sect Disciples?"